Caress Of The Dead - Helstar

Desecrator, the way the world sees me

To hold you near eternally

Isolation in necrophilia

Preserved in your crypt memorabilia

Confessed why I’m so strange

Molest I am deranged

Possessed by your living soul

Obsessed I cannot let go

I crave the blank stare in your eyes

The feeling of cold flesh

Caress of the dead

In the darkness I hear you so clearly

Dark twisted thoughts on dead lips I feed

My carcass of love dissected of stench, death

Exhumed for my lust, entombed for my needs

Confessed why I’m so strange

Molest I am deranged

Possessed by your living soul

Obsessed I cannot let go

I crave the blank stare in your eyes

The feeling of cold flesh

Caress of the dead

Feeling, seeing, most appealing, bitting, grinding lifeless love

Guilty pleasure, rigor treasure, hardening flesh fits like a glove

How can a world be so cruel?

To not see what you mean to me

The time is here, my dear

And I now must set you free

I hope you can hear, I hope you can see me

Your eyes of glass only just stare

Desecrator the way the world saw me

Inamorata they take you away

Confessed why I’m so strange

Molest I am deranged

Possessed by your living soul

Obsessed I cannot let go

I crave the blank stare in your eyes

The feeling of cold flesh

Caress of the dead